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MURDER Video (MV)




Performed By: Doomslayer
Language: English
Length: 1:29
Written by: B Crawford, Brian Crawford




Doomslayer - MURDER Lyrics




Murder, murder what she wrote
Flip my f*ckin' blade, then I slice that bitch's throat
Keep a Dover 9, inside my muhf*ckin' trenchcoat
If you want that action, make that muhf*ckin' body float
Murder, murder what she wrote
Flip my f*ckin' blade, then I slice that bitch's throat
Keep a Dover 9, inside my muhf*ckin' trenchcoat
If you want that action, make that muhf*ckin' body float

Make his corpse do a kickflip, reverse it
Cadaver in the morgue, family can't confirm it
Throw the body in a casket, and burn it
But first, toss his head up in a jar to preserve it
I'm so toxic, my demons told me I should lay to rest
I don't sleep at night, I don't really ever go to bed
Maybe, I'm just a little too f*cked up in the head
Maybe, I'm just a little too f*cked up in the head
My dick got a twin, that's the glock in my pocket
Get me a strap, let it rip like a rocket
I'll throw hands any place, any time, f*ck it
Kick his f*ckin' head to the curb like a bucket
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Murder, murder what she wrote
Flip my f*ckin' blade, then I slice that bitch's throat
Keep a Dover 9, inside my muhf*ckin' trenchcoat
If you want that action, make that muhf*ckin' body float
Murder, murder what she wrote
Flip my f*ckin' blade, then I slice that bitch's throat
Keep a Dover 9, inside my muhf*ckin' trenchcoat
If you want that action, make that muhf*ckin' body float

Make his corpse do a kickflip, reverse it
Cadaver in the morgue, family can't confirm it
Throw the body in a casket, and burn it
But first, toss his head up in a jar to preserve it
I'm so toxic, my demons told me I should lay to rest
I don't sleep at night, I don't really ever go to bed
Maybe, I'm just a little too f*cked up in the head
Maybe, I'm just a little too f*cked up in the head
My dick got a twin, that's the glock in my pocket
Get me a strap, let it rip like a rocket
I'll throw hands any place, any time, f*ck it
Kick his f*ckin' head to the curb like a bucket
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Writer: B Crawford, Brian Crawford
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